"You should know where the Creation Sect Descendants are, shouldn't you?" Xuan Yuanjun asked.
"We've all heard about that. Why bring it up all of a sudden?" Zhu Qingquan asked with a slight frown. "The matter of the Longevity Daoist is more important."
He was serving as an intermediary this time, so there was less pressure on him when he said certain things.
There was no denying that Xuan Yuanjun's imposing presence was overwhelming. Even though everyone seated here was one of those Old Fools, there were still questions they found difficult to ask outright.
"It concerns the Longevity Daoist," Xuan Yuanjun said. "To be frank with you all, he was the one who laid that formation. Back then, my son Xuan Yuanxiang asked him for help, and that was when he found this place."
"No wonder the reports from our people said that formation was so mysterious."
"If it was the Longevity Daoist's work, that would explain it."
Those seated there spoke up one after another.
They had originally thought the formation was Xuan Yuanjun's work. Even if he had not laid it himself, the Creation Sect Descendants must have used one of his formations.
Not just anyone could lay a formation with that kind of power.
Judging by the reports their disciples there had sent back, they felt that even if they went in person, breaking the formation would probably be very difficult.
"And just now, Xu Zhiru led an attack on the people gathered there," Xuan Yuanjun continued when he saw everyone gradually quiet down.
"Xu Zhiru? Him?"
"What is he trying to do?"
"Then what about our disciples?"
The expressions of the Old Fools seated there changed slightly.
They were not really worried about their disciples. Rather, they were considering Xu Zhiru's purpose in